Lyrics Put Em Up - Lil Snupe
Lil
Snupe
Snupe
nigga
I'm
chasin
my
dream,
full
of
good
kush
and
codeine
Keep
a
lot
of
bad
bitches
around
me
Keep
a
whole
lot
of
money
in
my
jeans
I
do
this
for
my
city
cause
I
know
my
city
got
me
And
I
tell
this
to
my
haters
– just
watch
me
on
TV
Put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
Put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
Put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
Put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
Look,
man
codeine
got
a
nigga
so
lean
Had
the
most
dreams,
got
me
chasin
mo
green
All
my
niggas
outchea
chasin
those
dreams
Nigga
gotta
get
it
by
any
means
Any
nigga
try
to
really
come
in-between
We
gon
hit
you
up
with
the
fuckin
red
beam
Any
fuck
niggas
wanna
play
with
my
team
Well
my
nation
know
we
comin
and
a
nigga
come
at
me,
woa
Ain't
no
playin
with
no
nigga
Never
ever
been
a
ho
nigga
Can't
go
broke,
I
would
call
up
I
got
mo
money
so
it's
mo
smoke
With
Big
Poppa
in
ratchet
city,
all
the
bitches
get
ratchet
with
me
They
know
the
youngin,
I'm
takin
over
It's
my
time,
yea
the
wait
is
over
Nigga
Boosy
gone,
Snupe
onto
Boosy
home
I'm
a
hold
it
down,
put
that
on
my
round
Nigga
know
wussup,
Louisiana
ball
And
I
swear
to
God
I
got
it
on
my
bank
Nigga
I
get
my
own
flex
Get
my
money,
my
own
stacks
I
love
money,
I'm
bout
the
stacks,
I'm...
Nigga
this
Lil
Snupe
Nigga
play
games,
where
it
get
you?
I
got
real
hitters
that'll
hit
you
I
love
my
serve
but
a
big
blue
I'm
up
chasin
my
dreams,
getting
full
of
kush
and
codeine
And
it's
that
celebration
for
the
niggas
hatin
I'm
up
countin
my
green
nigga
I'm
chasin
my
dream,
full
of
good
kush
and
codeine
Keep
a
lot
of
bad
bitches
around
me
Keep
a
whole
lot
of
money
in
my
jeans
I
do
this
for
my
city
cause
I
know
my
city
got
me
And
I
tell
this
to
my
haters
– just
watch
me
on
TV
Put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
Put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
Put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
Put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
put
em
up
All
them
hard
nights
gon
pay
us
I
stayed
on,
they
stayed
off
You
niggas
ain't
gotta
reign
yet
We
all
still
in
the
play-offs
Hella
tales
ain't
motivating
Hell
sims,
they
soulja
hate
me
Ratchet
hoes,
they
hate
me
true
Say
the
city
got
a
nigga
overrated
I
grind
hard
like
I
never
ate
My
childhood
years
ain't
never
played
They
can
break
a
nigga
off
with
1.5
Big
ol
fam
and
I
ain't
never
scrayed
I
remember
nice,
I
ain't
ludice
No
kind
for
me,
only
nigga
play
I
watch
my
dad,
I
cook
a
lot
of
work
Why
the
early
kids
when
I
decided
to
play
I
ain't
tryna
raise
my
life
that
I'm
chasin
dreams
like
Dr.
King
Gotta
get
it
out
the
mud
by
any
means
I
spray
50
at
the
enemy
I'm
blowing
loud,
my
eyes
tight
And
they'll
swear
to
God
I
come
fulfilling
me
My
mama
home
and
my
sister
home
While
I
talk
to
God
on
bended
knees
Every
day
is
something
mane
All
this
changing
along
the
thread
All
sign
is
getting
on
your
nerves
Niggas
going
back
on
they
word
Rap
game
like
the
dope
game
Trapped
out,
for
the
made
it
dollar
No
extra
friends,
we
getting
it
in
We
don't
talk
no
extra
partners
I
really
do
it
for
Louisiana
The
nigga
ol
Boosy
hittin
on
the
map
They
don't
give
you
but
one
chance
This
stone
cold
and
this
shit
a
riot
1 The Takeover
2 Life (Skit)
3 Nobody
4 So Tired
5 In tha Air
6 I'm That Ni**a Now
7 Balling
8 Neva Change
9 X B!tch
10 Tonight
11 Melo
12 No Games
13 Headed Str8 to the Top
14 Put Em Up
15 Put Em Upp
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